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"I did do a Pepsi commercial, but only because I could dunk a basketball with either hand."

And an amazing callback to Louis' Miller's Crossing obsession when he was watching TV with his fantasy daughter!

For an embarrassingly long moment I wondered "now, was he the one who played the kid or the teenager?".

For a long, weird moment, I thought tonight's Modern Family featured Hayley trying to stop Andy Devine's wedding. Hee-haw.

Unfortunate titles considering the discussion…

Are you thinking of someone different? John Mahoney definitely had English parents, grew up in England and left for the States in his later teens to live with his sister, who had married a GI and moved to Illinois.

Indeed, a great movie. People call it dated, you gotta ask what kind of school they went to. Sure, the kids these days aren't getting down to Bill Haley or flinging around reckless 'daddios', but they mostly aren't bringing knives to school or trying to rape their teachers either.

Terrific idea! I've been listening to tons of Jack Benny lately, which happens to coincide with my boyfriend deciding to rewatch the whole of Frasier, and you can see where Kelsey Grammer takes so many of his 'camp but not gay' touches from. Frasier is largely Jack Benny meets Bette Davis.

These comparisons infuriate me. Our bodies are not Xboxes. We can't lock them up at home before we go out and live our lives.

Oh, I'm totally doing it already to my boyfriend. I actually talked him through Ode to Billie Joe before playing it the other day…

Me neither. I loathe the song, but that's probably due to only ever hearing it in dad's car with him carefully overemphasising the words for me to appreciate, his preferred method of listening to music.

She also found out where Burnett had given birth and turned up at the hospital… And yet, it all turned out for the best! Give stalkers a chance!

Chaplin disease is a really odd way to describe being Jewish.

Okay… we have reached a momentous moment in Simpsons (Classic). I have not seen this episode. For context, I've seen every previous episode multiple times. This must be the cutoff point of the reruns that defined my childhood. Eeek!

The problem is when these talented character actresses aren't being given characters. They're being given plot devices with a soothing tone and a vagina.

Ya'll bitches can't handle what Katy did.

It's been the question on the world's lips since 1999.

Sorry, Wrong Number is the ultimate movie for people who like the sound of Barbara Stanwyck screaming "Operator!…. Opertator!" at increasing levels of frenzy.

I agree, that's what makes it one of my favourite films. It's got so much appealing comedy in it (don't you get a terrific kick out of Edward Everett Horton and Jean Dixon?), but some very close to the bone undertones. Julia's put-down of all Linda's notions about what their relationship has been all those years is

Oh boy, Lew Ayres breaks my heart in that movie. Hepburn's character clearly loves him so much, but by the end it becomes clear that he's basically broken beyond repair.